My name is Kane Hunter, and I never asked to become humanity's last line of defense. It started with a strange feeling along Nevada's Extraterrestrial Highway—someone watching me. Within hours, my Harley was stolen, I was tossed into a ghost town's jail by a sheriff who wasn't quite human, and an old Paiute chief was whispering about ancient visitors from the stars. Then I found the Theron—a dormant alien scout ship buried in the desert, waiting for someone with the right genetic markers. Someone like me. Now I know the an artificial intelligence called the Mindship has infiltrated Earth, using Area 51 as its foothold before a full-scale invasion from Tau Ceti. With a crew of unlikely aliens and androids, I’ll take the fight beyond the solar system’s edge—into enemy territory. I'm no soldier, just a drifter with an unexpected legacy. But when humanity's survival is on the line, running isn't an option.
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You can visit Vaughn at www.vaughnheppner.com I was born in Canada and remember as a small boy crawling in my snow-fort. I closed my eyes, and when I tried to open them, they were frozen shut. I didn't panic, but wiped away the ice crystals, unglued my eyes and kept on building my tunnel. Those were great days! I moved to Central California before seventh grade and couldn't believe I lived in a land where oranges grew on trees and you could pick grapes from the vine. I used to wonder what I wanted to do with my life, what kind of work specifically. I was miserable not knowing and bordering on desperate. Then one day a friend gave me his typewriter. I began working on a novel. A different person told me it was much easier on a computer, so I bought one and began getting up at 4:30 A.M. each morning before work, writing for three hours. My eyes were unglued once again as the pang of misery left my gut. I knew exactly what I wanted to do: write. So now that's what I do, I write, and write, and write, and I love it.
